"Now you are talking? Charlotte said smugly, her initial frustration completely disappearing.
She sat closer to Martin, her greedy eyes flashing around.
"So we are taking the deal." Her sweet voice was laced with poison.
Martin spread out his hands helplessly.
"We don't have much choice again. I have run out of options. We are going to try and dine with the devil."
"He who dines with the devil uses a long spoon. But in our own case we don't even have a spoon both long or short." Charlotte snaked his hands around Martin's neck, her sharp mine working out thousands of scenarios.
"We don't even know much about these people. How are we going to trust them."
Martin said.
Charlotte looked at him with a complicated expression on her face. She patted his temple
"Why then did you send Sarah to go and meet them alone when you don't even trust them."
Martin shrugged and took a deep breath.
